Triplet Threat
(I’m traveling with my triplet brothers. I get to the hotel restaurant before they do, and they arrive one at a time. Brother #1 sits down and takes a menu from the waitress.)
Brother #1: “Have you ordered yet?”
Me: “No, I just got here. I ordered a pot of tea; that’s all.”
Brother #1: “Oh, excellent. I’ll be right back. I’ve got to wash my hands.”
(He leaves, and Brother #2 arrives, sitting down across the table.)
Waitress: “Hey, weren’t you sitting over here?”
Brother #2: “No, ma’am. But may I have some water?”
(She leaves, confused. When she comes back, all three of them are at the table.)
Waitress: “Oh, my God! There’s three of you! Oh, thank god! I thought I was going crazy. I saw one of you out by the hostess’ desk, and another one coming from the restroom!”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?